Let Go, with Heart and Courage

In my Rails to Trails recap I very briefly mentioned that I was selected to be on the 2017 Coeur team. From the moment I got that welcome e-mail I knew my world was changed. I had been given an opportunity to live up to my best, encourage other women to do the same, and just be a darn good person.

Since my welcome I’ve noticed a huge swing in how I think about challenges and obstacles. I genuinely want to be the best version of me possible. So when I was let go from what I considered my dream job on Monday I actually felt relief. That evening I laughed at myself, who am I? Why am I not sobbing into a plate of pancakes right now?

In that position, which I LOVED, I never felt like I could be me. If I had a slight difference of opinion or preference it was perceived as negativity. I don’t believe that an entire office all has to like bratwurst. Is that an unwritten rule somewhere? I don’t like bratwurst, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not a compatible person. I can eat a turkey sandwich while my office mates eat bratwurst. We’ll all be fed and happy. Isn’t that how it should work?

In hindsight, what I truly believe to be the deal breaker in my employment there was that I signed up for Ironman Wisconsin 2017. I often felt like my triathlon hobby wasn’t supported there, at a Fitness company (insert LOL here). If you’re not familiar with the strengths of a triathlete, let me tell you that they are the best at time management skills, they are driven, self-motivated, and get things done.

So here it is, my chance to truly show heart and courage with a giant life challenge. I’m confident. Hear me roar! I can’t wait to meet my future employer who embraces diversity and the drive of a triathlete.

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4 thoughts on “Let Go, with Heart and Courage”

First, this line cracked me UP: “Why am I not sobbing into a plate of pancakes right now?”

Second, we only get one shot at life. Nobody wants to look back and say “I wish I had…” and I think you would have regretted not signing up for IM Wisconsin. You’d have been included in all the Coeur stuff, because they’re all so nice, but at the meetups and race eve chatter and post-race hobbling, you’d have wondered, “What if I had signed up?” If that decision ended your job, I think you made the right decision to register for the IM — because if it wasn’t this, it would have been another equally stupid reason for your job to end.